[The impact on the world reaches a certain limit, and a small amount of impact factor is obtained]

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Zheng Shu, who was looking at Ange teaching with relish, was startled by the news that suddenly came from the panel. Turning his head, a large green bubble floated up from Caesar's head.

"Holy! What was he stimulated by?! What did I just do? ”

Not to mention Zheng Shu, who had fallen into self-doubt, the group of school workers who had entered the classroom earlier had already distributed bamboo swords to each student without saying a word, and even Zheng Shu, whose hands were tied like a mallet, was given one by them.

Reluctantly pinching the bamboo sword with his index finger, middle finger and thumb, Zheng Shu glanced around, although most people looked like they were using bamboo swords for the first time, but some people had already put on a decent posture.

And with a reference, Ange also showed the horror of his figure. The bamboo sword, which was slightly heavy in the hands of others, was like a straw in his hand, fiddling with his mind at will, lifting as if it were light.

"Generally speaking, the importance of kendo lies in the basics, posture, pace, moves, and diligence, and it takes decades to become a great talent. But unfortunately, decades are too old for you, and this class is only 50 minutes long, so I can only teach you some simple movements. ”

As he spoke, Ange slowly raised the bamboo sword in his hand, forming a "straight eye" starting motion.

"Feet, legs, waist, spine, hands, integrate your body, concentrate your mind, and make your body round and flawless."

When Ange finished his posture, each student subconsciously took a step back, and for a moment, they all thought that the headmaster would stride forward and swing his sword the next moment. Zheng Shu's eyes in the crowd lit up slightly, and with the perception of "force", he found that the moment Ange put on a posture, the "force" on his body quickly became active, like an elite soldier ready to attack the enemy at any time.

After carefully instructing the students on how to make a move, and making sure that everyone had learned it, Ange spoke again.

"Does anyone know what is most important in a confrontation between the two sides?"

"Momentum."

"Intelligence."

"Eyesight."

The students answered their answers, but Ange didn't seem satisfied, until a voice rang out.

"Preemptive strike."

Hearing this answer, Ange smiled with satisfaction.

"Out of the line."

Zheng Shu glanced at the person who came out, the other party was an authentic Caucasian race, with short yellow hair and green pupils, and a tall and muscular body. Zheng Shu had an impression of him, the other party was one of the members of the Lionheart Club, and he once blocked the door of the dormitory building with Valery to invite Chu Zihang.

"I remember you, Cecil Balmond, the heir of the Balmond family, with a decent score, and the people in the Executive Department praised you."

In the face of Ange's compliment, Cecil pulled out a smile, but unfortunately his face didn't seem to smile for a long time, making this smile look very weird, perfectly fitting the embryo-killing role that would be praised by the executive department.

Looking at the battle intent in the other party's eyes, Ange nodded at him gentlemanly and waved his hand to the side, and the students in the front row immediately vacated a large open space.

"Then according to the starting style you are used to, today we are studying the Tao theory rather than the basic skills, and there is no need to stick to the form."

Hearing Ange's words, Cecil took a deep breath and did not hesitate to put on a posture under the envious gaze of the crowd. At the same time, Ange also struck a straight eye posture again.

Cecil cast his gaze away and stared at the smiling Ange, his body tense as he stood still.

Everyone else in the classroom was watching him, constantly thinking about what angle, what kind of force and speed he would attack in the next second, if it was him.

Zheng Shu in the crowd suddenly moved his eyes and whispered, "He lost." ”

After a few seconds of stalemate, Cecil took a step forward, he drew his knife and slashed at Ange's left, and at the same time stretched out his left hand to the hilt of Ange's hand, intending to force Ange to retreat in this way for the follow-up battle.

Unfortunately, in the next moment, the bamboo sword in Ange's hand hit his head, his left hand grabbed an air, and the bamboo sword in his right hand did not hit. Ange was now standing at Cecil's side, holding his sword in both hands, maintaining the downward slashing motion, the heavy bamboo sword resting firmly above his head, causing no damage other than blowing his hair.

At this time, a neat exclamation sounded in the gym, and all eyes were focused on Ange.

Angers' attack this time was not only not fast, it even seemed very slow, everyone around them could see it clearly, but it was also because of this that they found it incredible. At the moment when Cecil attacked, Ange reacted as if he had anticipated his actions, and the two of them coordinated perfectly as if they had discussed it in advance.

"In a battle, everyone wants to fight for the initiative, it's a preemptive strike, but we can go one step ahead and be in an absolute winning position."

Ange removed the bamboo sword from his student's head.

"All people rely on their vision before they attack, their shoulders before they move, and their hips before they move their thighs, so that they can see their opponent's intentions before they attack, crack their moves, and then attack them first. With this method, even if the opponent is a dragon, you can win the battle. ”

As he spoke, Ange's gaze crossed the crowd and landed on Zheng Shu.

"So in all kinds of duels, there will always be a stalemate that lasts for seconds or even minutes, observing, feintting, feints, seeking, and the battle has already begun before the move is made. This kind of thing is extremely dependent on observation, foreknowledge and the aggregation of combat experience, if you make a mistake, you will be beheaded by the opponent, if you judge correctly, then the opponent's head will fall. ”

Ange turned his gaze back to the other students, smiling and glancing.

"So for this we have to try to see through, to see through, but also to try to cover up, to deceive. Soldiers, treacherous ways, even if it is a battle, it is essentially a duel of everyone's art of war, and this course is to teach you how to survive on the battlefield from the beginning, not to teach you the training techniques that have been practiced for a hundred years. ”

Thunderous applause rang out in the gym, and every student's face turned red.

Ange deserves to be the top education, relying on a simple duel to let the students understand the essence of the art of war.